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"Where do we go from here?" I spoke as I sat on the couch and listened to Janet tell us what happened.

She was crying historically and couldn't control herself. Of course being the person I am, I comforted her and calmed her down.

"I don't know. First Janet is going to call Joseph and tell him what she said wasn't true, and you and I can settle the rest of it." Michael spoke, looking sternly into Janet's eyes.

She quickly protested. "Michael I can't. Can you tell him please? For me?"

"Janet no. You brung this up on yourself."

"To save face for you, Michael!"

"Janet," he sighed looking into her eyes.

"Michael your so selfish. She's petrified and you want her to continue to be more terrified! For gods sake Michael," I yelled. I was so tired of seeing her like this. It's breaking my heart.

Y'all know I love Janet and it hurts to see her in this condition.

"Don't raise your voice at me girl, are you crazy?"

"No, I'm psycho, now tell Joseph for her. She did this for us! For us Michael! The least you can do is tell it for her. Damn, it's not that damn difficult!" I stood up and walked passed him, I didn't get far because he grabbed my elbow and stopped me.

"Let me go!" I yelled. I'm angry right now and I can't take this. All of this, this drama in my life right now, is stressing me the fuck out.

"Stop fucking yelling before I take you upstairs," he whispered harshly into my ear, through gritted teeth. "our daughter is upstairs and she's asleep. You wake her and that's your ass." he continued.

"Boy, you've lost your damn pea brain of a mind." I spoke back through gritted teeth, yanking my arm from his grip and heading up the stairs.

"I'll be back Janet." I spoke looking back at her. She nodded her head as she was wiping her tears and I continued up the steps.

"No, we'll be back," Michael said pointing to him and myself as he followed me up the stairs.

Once we were out of ear and eye site of Janet, Michael snatched me up roughly and went into my bedroom.

He closed and locked the door behind him and pushed me, making me fall to the ground on my butt.

I immediately got a flashback.

"Zack stop it! I didn't do anything wrong I swear! I'm sorry. Please!!!" I screamed as he dragged me across the floor by my hair.

"You know what you did. Your trying to embarrass me in front of my boss and co workers. Flirting like I'm not standing right by your side. How could you do that!? You did it on purpose."

He yanked me up and threw me onto the bed. He got on top of me and pinned my arms under his knees so that he had full access to my face.

"No, please don't. Not again Zack. Please there's only a certain amount of make up I can use to cover my bruises. Please don't make more. I'm sorry okay. I'm sorry!" I pleaded with him.

He just sat there and looked into my blurry eyes as tears escaped my lashes and rolled down onto my cheeks.

"So now you're calling me an abusive boyfriend who doesn't love you and just beats you for fun because I have power? Is that what your telling me?"

"Yes bu--" I didn't get another word out before he punched me in my face.

"If that's what you think, why not make it true?" He continue to relentlessly punch me and slap me and scratch me.

All in the face.

I was crying, but nothing would come out of my mouth.

There was no sound.

With one last blow to the face, I felt my jaw go out of place and right then and therein when I heard myself. I'm screaming my lungs out.

I could hear the cracking sound behind his last punch.

[end of flashback]

"Michael," I spoke shockingly. Never did I thought, that I would ever remember that day.

I don't see how I couldn't. That had been the day my jaw was broken and I couldn't eat solid food for a whole two months.

That had been the day that I realized that I was a fool in love. I was this teenage girl who fell in love with a hypocrite.

"At a young age I fell in love with him. He was so sweet and kind to me. I knew him for so long, but I never actually dated him until I was in high school." Michael looked at me and slowly sat down next to me.

"He told me he would be there for me and would protect me. That he wouldn't let anyone harm me. That I'd be his one and only. That he would do for me what was right. He said that he loved me. He told me how beautiful I was. And how--how beautiful our children would be." Michael pulled me up into his lap as he leaned against the wall behind him for support.

"Michael, I thought I was the one for him. I thought he loved me." I continued to cry and sob as I tried to continue.

"He was the one. He was the one for me Michael. I really wanted to give him all of me. Everything."

"It's okay baby. You have me."

"No, I don't have you Michael. I could never truly have you. I gave you my all. I gave you a child. I made you happy." I smiled a little and so did he.

My smile quickly faded as I continued to think back to when we started.

"But not happy enough. I hurt you in so many bad ways. . . I guess what I trying to say is that I need you. I need you to be here for me. I know I can never truly make you happy. That twinkle in your eye will never come back," I wiped my tears and stood from Michael's lap.

"Just. . . Whatever happens, don't let go of my hand."

"Everything will be alright." He assured as he stood up and was face to face with her, well, face to chest because he was taller than her. But she looked up into his eyes as he spoke.

"I will not be Zack. I love you." She looked away from his eyes to let them search the floor.

"And," with his index finger on her chin, he lifted it so that she could hear his next coming words. "I will never hurt you again. You are worth my time and I'm here with you right now. I care about you. I knew from the moment I laid my eyes on you, that you were the one for me and nothing, NOTHING will come between us, trust in me. And nothing, NOTHING will ever change my mind and feelings."

"You can't promise that Michael. You don't know what's in the future."

"Okay, I'll try my hardest not to hurt you again. I will be the best boyfriend in the world to you, I can promise that much."

Oh, how that sounded so nice. I want him to be more than just my boyfriend.

I want him forever.

"Thank you." I finally spoke after a minute of our staring. Our fingers automatically laced together.

It's a connection thing.

"Who all did you sleep with, besides me." Michael spoke, starring into my eyes deeply and seriously.

"Michael," I spoke, not really in the mood to talk about this.

"No, baby tell me. I need to know."

"Why?"

"So we can go to the person that gave you the disease and get him checked out so that he won't spread them."

"Michael, he won't spread them out. He can't anyways." I spoke knowingly

"How do you know this?"

"Because I do. And I'm pretty sure he won't." My voice was cracking and it was because I only knew the reason why he won't be spreading the disease.

"How? You're not answering my question baby. How do you know he haven't given it to someone else by now."

"BECAUSE HE IS DEAD!!" I finally shouted and walked out of the room.

"Sofia!" Michael screamed out, and that woke Serenity.

I quickly ran into the room and slowly picked her up out of her crib.

"Sh-h mama. Everything is alright. Nothing to be crying about." I whispered to her as I rocked her in my arms. I wiped my tears so she wouldn't have to see me like that.

I began to sing different songs to her.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are gray." She started to stop crying as I began a new lullaby.

"Sleep, my child, and peace attend thee, All through the night
Guardian angels God will send thee, All through the night. Soft the drowsy hours are creeping, Hill and dale in slumber sleeping. I my loved ones' watch am keeping, All through the night," I watched as her little hands reached up and rubbed her eyes.

"Angels watching, e'er around thee, All through the night. Midnight slumber close surround thee, All through the night. Soft the drowsy hours are creeping, Hill and dale in slumber sleeping. I my loved ones' watch am keeping, All through the night"

With one last lullaby, I rocked her very slowly and walked back up to her crib and placed her in slowly. She had already began to fall asleep again.

"Golden slumbers kiss your eyes,
Smiles await you when you rise.
Sleep,
Pretty baby,
Do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby.

Cares you know not,
Therefore sleep,
While over you a watch I'll keep.
Sleep,
Pretty darling,
Do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby."

"Baby, please come out of here so I can talk with you." Michael whispered as he stood beside me and stared with me at our beautiful baby we created.

I guess he was standing here this whole time.

With one last look at Serenity, I walked past him on the way out saying "there's nothing else to talk about."

Michael literally ran out of Serenity's room and twisted me around so that I was looking at him.

"You are not running away from this. Stop it Sofia! Face your problems and stop running away. You can't keep doing this!"

"Michael, Michael I can't. I can't deal with this. I'm ruined. I'm done for. There's been a lot of pain and heartache in my life, and I'm just tired. I want to rest in peace Michael. Just one day, let me feel like I'm free, like there is nothing wrong with me or my life. I want to be happy, like the way I was when I was pregnant. I want to smile instead of cry and frown. Did you know that it takes 10 muscles to smile and six muscles to frown? I've been wasting my time by frowning when I could have been smiling instead. Michael, I just want to be happy, is that too much to ask for?"

"Baby that's not too much to ask for, it's actually too little to ask for. I'm trying so hard to make you mine again so that I can make you beyond happy. I want to heal you, and by talking about your problems helps a lot."

"Michael I don't want to do this. I don't want this. What are you a therapist?"

"No, I'm just like you baby."

"You can never be like me Michael. You're not normal. You're to famous to even understand."

I knew when those last words came out of my mouth, hurt him. I knew it did, it hurts him and I'm feeling the same way but worst.

"Sofia, I know you're only trying to hurt me so that I can feel your pain."

"How did you know that?"

"I know you. We have a connection that no other can understand. I can read you. I know your every emotions, of course, with the help of your eyes."

"Michael, you can't read me. You don't know me or my past."

"I can and I do."

"Then tell me what I'm feeling now. Tell me what's going on inside of my head."

"Your in pain baby. And so I ask myself "What can I do right now to bring a smile to your face?" I don't know yet, but I know when a woman feels down, overloaded, or just weary, she deeply appreciates that her man not only notices, but offers her whatever she needs to feel better. Most women want to please their man by thinking ahead as to would make him happy, but rarely feel that reciprocity from their men. They believe their partners have a double standard when it comes to being concerned in those ways, and still worries that she might lose his support if she doesn't stay on top of the situation. Her partner can make a triple checker jump here by putting aside his current desires and becoming fully available to love her when she's down or overwhelmed. Just by verbally recognizing how much she deserves his concern, he shows that he understands and loves her when it really counts. Being treasured by someone without having to perform is a gift that holds for a long time."

"Michael you didn't have to become a physiologist on me." He giggled and kissed my head.

"Why don't we try something."

"What?"

"Let's start over. Can we do that?"

"But then it won't be normal."

"That's okay. We want different right? We want happiness right?"

"Yes."

"Then let's start over. Hello pretty lady. My name is Michael Jackson and I just wanted to say that I can't stop looking at how gorgeous you are. . . If I kiss you, will I get slapped?"

I chuckled at him an shook my head.

"Ahhh, see that, that right there is 10 muscles being used. I got a smile out of you."

He kissed my lips and hugged me.

"Sofia, where did you want me to put the groceries?" I pulled back from Michael and ran into my bedroom with him hot on my heels.

"Michae,l hide in the closet and don't come out! Please hurry up and don't make a sound.

"What? Who is that?" Seeing the terrified look on my face, Michael hid in the closet and was quit when I opened my room door back up.

"SOFIA! Come here girl." He yelled from down the stairs.

My heart was beating fast and my hands began to shake nervously as I walked down each step slowly.